A/N: some smut between two of my OC's, Eve and Grayson.
For context; Eve is a free spirit and is one wild bitch. Gray is a shut in, due to his super strict parents and doesn't really have much fun...
• G R A Y S O N •
Eve's kissing turns more desperate as her hands roam my body. My composure, my thoughts, my everything is splintering. I have never been touched like this, and I have never felt anything close to the overwhelming sensation that's burning in my blood. I don't know what's happening to me. You don't have these thoughts, these desires, I tell myself. I'm not curious what if feels like to have Eve's, or anybody's, lips exploring my body. Well, I guess that's what I thought before. Because right now, all I know and want is more.
She reaches for my belt buckle, and I try not to freeze. I don't want her to know how inexperienced I am. But she notices me go rigid, and stops everything.
"Gray, we don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with." Eve says quietly.
"No, I want to," I say. I do not want her to stop. "I— I just... I've never..." I only catch the look of surprise on her face before letting my head drop down, black hair falling into my face, so she can't she the embarrassment written across my cheeks. Eve's hands find the side columns of my neck, then my jaw, as she tilts my chin up to catch my eyes. She looks at me with such intensity that I can feel my breath quickening, my heart beating so hard in my chest that I'm sure she can hear it.
"Never?" She asks. I know what she means.
"Well, once. But that's it." I answer quietly. There had been one girl, a servant at my parents estate. We were young, and reckless. It was quick and messy and it meant nothing. It never happened again.
"Well, that's okay." She says softly. "We can go slow." I look up.
"You still want to?" I ask, uncertain.
"Yes," Eve answers. "Do you?" She asks.
"Yes." I say.
"You're sure?" She asks again. "I don't want you to think that I'm pressuring you into doing this, and I want you to be comfortable with everything I'm doing, and I—" I cut her off by bringing my lips to hers, and kissing her hard.
With a new found confidence, I say against her lips, "Do not get nervous on me now. Do what you want to me, Eve. I am yours." She makes a small noise in her throat, and I love the effect I know my words must have had on her.
"Okay." She finally rasps out. She breaks away from me, and takes my hand leading me to her bed, sitting in the corner of her large, neat room. She leans me back against the wall that's flush against the bed and sits up in front of me.
"Is this okay?" She asks. I get the feeling I'm going to have to give conformation for every step of the way, but something tugs in my chest because of it, because of how much she wants me to be comfortable with this.
I nod slowly, as I push up slightly, to press a kiss to her jaw. She makes a sound I can't say I've heard before, but I think it was a whimper. "Words." She says "I need verbal words."
"Yes." I say, pressing another kiss to her neck.
"I thought—," she swallows, "I thought y-you've never done this before?"
"I haven't." I say. But I think I know what she's talking about.
"Then how are you so good at that?" She asks, still breathing heavily.
"At what?"
"What ever the hell you're doing to me. Neck kissing."
"I may have never actually done this before, but I read."
"You read smut?" She asks incredulously. I answer my pressing another kiss to her collarbone, on that little birthmark. Truth be told, I'm very nervous. I still don't know what the hell I'm doing.
"D-do you... would you want to..." she breaks off and sighs.
"How do you— Jesus. How do I word this? How do you... want me."
"What?" I ask, feeling naive and confused. I think for a minute and realize what Eve's talking about. "Oh." I say stupidly, still not answering her question. She wants to know if I want to be on top. My whole body blushes, if that's even possible. I think of a way to answer her question. Me, in control of the situation. No, I think, that's not what I want.
I finally say "I told you to do what you want to me, and I mean it. Eve, I am yours. So own me." My voice low, and hardly a whisper. A moment later she's on me, kissing me so deeply, so passionately, that I don't know what to do with myself.
"Where the fuck have you been?" She mumbles.
"R-right here?" I ask, unsure of what she means. She laughs against my lips. And I don't even care what she's laughing about. Every thought is sucked from my head as she rocks her hips against mine. I am struck with a new sensation, one I haven't felt in a while. Eve gasps at the sudden hardness pressed against her and I groan, blushing furiously.
"I'm going to do things, and I need you to tell me what you like, so I know what to do. Okay?" She asks softly.
I nod my head slowly. Eve motions for me to turn, so I can fully lay down, but I opt to prop myself up on her pillows. She moves toward me, straddling my waist. It occurs to me that I don't know what to do with my hands. Where do I put them? I decide to settle them in her waist, and she seems approving of my decision.
Eve moves forward, taking my face between her hands and kisses me, slow and sensual. She pulls back slightly to play with my bottom lip using her teeth. I whimper into her mouth, but I feel something. A heartbeat like feeling against my abdomen. But this time, it isn't me.
Of all of the romance novels I've read, I have heard of a girl throbbing, but I never imagined it would feel like this. Those dirty novels did me an injustice. They did not even skim the surface when it came to description. The exquisite heat beating against my stomach. My eyes met Eve's, but now there was something hungry, something ravenous in her gaze.
She rocks back slightly, and her hands move forward to the hem of my shirt. I nod a quick yes at her questioning look, and arch my back slightly to help her remove my shirt. She stares down at my defined chest, leaving exploring, feather light touches in her wake. I shiver into the caress and bite back a groan. She brings her lips to my jaw, then lower to my neck, my collarbones, my chest.
It's there that's she begins to leave little red marks across my skin. Now, I fail to suppress a groan as my eyes fall closed.
She goes lower still, and my heart picks up; as does my breathing. I'm practically panting by the time she reaches the hem of my sweatpants, and stops to look up.
"If any of this is too much, then squeeze my thigh."
"Okay." I agree shakily.
As she begins to tug down my pants, I arch my hips off the bed to help. I grow harder to a point of uncomfort. I suck in a shuddering breath as she takes me in her hand. She looks up at me through lowered lashes and brings me to her lips. My hips jut forward as she places her mouth around my tip, and I moan as my head falls back.
"E-Eve." I stamper out shakily. My breathing turns to panting as she takes me deeper into her mouth. She hollows out her cheeks around my swollen cock, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.
"Jesus, Eve." I whisper, my voice high and shuddering.
This girl, and her body, and her mouth...
I'm so fucked.
A/n: Mmmm I had so much fun writing this. I'll write more, but this is all for now loves. Ciao <3
